I See A Red Door … Red is for danger so beware You would enter this door, assuming you could even reach it, at your own risk If I were to let you in it would be by invitation only On my terms I would control your entry from the inside No coming and going Continue reading “I See A Red Door …”
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Red Cardinal
Drops of blood
on virgin snow
Cardinals
vivid in beauty
of plumage
drawing the eye
to magnificence
Red swatches
of boldness
on leafless boughs
Market
Market From the mouths of children Breathing white smoke The chill of the day already Covered by an invisible cloak As if filled with tears The gathering dark clouds Ready to burst with rain Over the swelling crowds Sounds of the street As day fills with life Echo in the cold winds That can sliceContinue reading “Market”
Poetry For Healing 